In 13 days, it will be April.
And it will begin.
And I’m terrified.
I’m talking, of course, about Autism Awareness month. While a good idea in concept, it’s really a terrifying month for autistic people.
Because we get to hear about what burdens we are.
We get to hear about what therapies out there can help us look less autistic (and hey, that’s the goal, right?)
We get to hear about how “high functioning” people don’t count because they can speak (except the judgment is often made against people who can type and who can blog and has nothing to do with speaking in the first place) and how “low functioning” people don’t count because they aren’t self aware enough to even think.
We get to hear about cures, and Autism Speaks and …and… and….
I also happen to have been born in the month of…
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